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Monthly Archives: January 2013

Dear Oz I stayed on the phone for what felt like hours after you had fallen asleep. I’m sure it wasn’t hours, but what is time anyway? At one point you were saying goodnight. You said something I couldn’t understand. When you repeated it, I heard, “I will never leave you.” I was doing my … Continue reading →

I was saved today, by a little blue book. Everything has been swirling out of control for me. If I was to count the number of days I have been out of commission in 2013, it would honestly equal about half. Those days are wasted, gone, as is a lot of my confidence. And just … Continue reading →

Sometimes I forget to. Breathe, that is. I can feel my sentences and emotions mixing together in what is surely a deadly concoction. I don’t know whether it’s those fatal fumes or hyperventilating, but somehow I run out of breath. And I can feel it before I open my mouth. Tonight, I am certainly (temporarily) … Continue reading →

I feel like I ought to start prepping now. The temperatures next week are going to drop down to the single digits. Ideally this time would be spent consuming tea, hiding under my electric blanket, and perfecting my zen art of becoming a couch cushion. But real life gets in the way. And under conditions … Continue reading →

Some things are just no good. Some things, quite frankly, suck. Snow filled, freezing winters happen to be one of them. My biggest fibromyalgia battles happen to be against the weather. (Big surprise, I should try to fight something I have no control over…) Temperatures in the teens and twenties make me unbelievably tired, makes … Continue reading →

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